It was (very) low tide, leaving a massive expanse of sand for dogwalkers and wildlife alike, with a backdrop of the Galloway hills and their snow covered summits.
|Knots with attendant gulls|
We walked north past feeding gulls and noticed a curlew feeding on the sand soaked by a small stream ahead of us. It kept its distance, just ahead of us but still constantly probing for food. The large variety and size of shells scattered across the beech testifying to the bounty to be found.
|...and they're off!|
That was my last day in Scotland for a while - back home in MK today, just ahead of the wave of forecast snows across the country.